the scent of summer’s end
i wished to capture the smell of today in a bottle. inhaling,
i was transported back in time to my earliest childhood.
i became that child, in breathing that scent.
the slight cool crispness, freshly harvested earth, grasses gone to seed,
after the rain of the night, heated by the sun at just that angle -
and all the other magical notes, the alchemy of the fragrance that is only this moment.
and that moment of being that echoed forward to today.